Luyện nghe bài hát R. I. T. Z.

Artist: baltimore f/ cam'ron

baltimore
cam

Charli I think they know that I'm menstrul
Let me tell 'em I'm menstrul

Verse cam'ron

I'm don thing, donna karen
Don cornelius, don
Lunchin' down in palm
Long the ring, cars
Dirty money, the wax to juan
harsh, leave 'em my back garage
Thug niggas mack guitar
Givin' back massuage, enterouage, we on
you leave new york quicker, then john wallace
Be in mom's wallet
want whips, it's time on trial
Aye yo, y'all want chips, count ya stride
I best friend to fight yo, like '98 live
Connin' in they eyes, like behind with they wife
then it's true, that I lost a daughter
Niggas get a little money, cross the water
Fuckin' sell, I get the hell, I can't the border
Never feminine, don't park the six
in front of tenimens
Ruthless chicks, yeah, toothless
the shotguns to shot, right through 2 and 6
Rufus kicks, uqick, what I'm tellin' my man
They just want me on the crucifix, I held in my
Fell for the plan, cam
Yo be bland!
scrams yo, a hell of a man
And that's my analysis, till I'm laid up with like diolisists
That's my son

(cam'ron)

Some kiss
And some get
cats go kill
And jump off
snitch
But a fucking bitch

Some niggas
And go disp
cats want dough
And on clicks
rich
But life's a bitch

Verse two: baltimore

What, yo
I'm into ice shit, peirced
Got the ice clit, ice
Fuck and slice chicks
Spotted deserve on ice
Tight click, we through
crew, these cats unable to come to
Comotose, y'all boast holdin' totes
We hold's parties, and sign our pacardi
Hardly ya girl next door, beofre I was
I was c-4, now I'm packed, and now I'm
In the alps, with swiss cheese and swiss accounts
Sippin' swiss miss, hoes frontin', got me it
Dying wanna see b'more, on they wish list
But I put 'em there, be careful you ask for
Ski mask up on barren
No trace, of dna, doa
We know to make you talk
Make you limp, you walk
Outline cats in chalk
Got fagotts askin' "who's "
wit' it, class be e, master p
Blastin' ya do dat there'
through, niggas stare, they like "who dat there? "
Is dat wear
Takin' over,
While y'all hoes be
Hate to see me and pd, and be like who the
No shit, out the clips
Pull out the whips, put out the
we put on the ritz
And it's nine crackers before a
So me how you like us with guns and rappers

(cam'ron)

Some kiss
And some get
Some go kill
And off cliffs
snitch
But life's a bitch

Some niggas
And go disp
cats want dough
And on clicks
Some
But a fucking bitch

niggas kiss
And some get
cats go kill
And jump off
snitch
But life's a fucking

Some niggas
And go disp
Some cats dough
And on clicks
rich
But a fucking bitch